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spacetime vs Noxize ( )
by spacetime on Wed Mar 30, 2011 1:29 pm
spacetime the continnum.
Tiko: Mhm. We have nothing against the inclusion of an adult scene in an RP, as long as its tastefully written as such. We're not a site for writing erotica. Not that there's anything wrong with it, this just isn't the place for it. Would be like flipping to the history channel and suddenly, full blown porn.
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spacetime - Member for 3 years
Re: spacetime vs Noxize ( )
by Noxize on Wed Mar 30, 2011 1:56 pm
OOC: I'll be running Nox. Now, will this be a spar for fun, or DM? Just for curiosity.
IC: The ruins howled with wind, passing through the shattered remains of buildings and the like. War had come here, long ago, and left this hollow shell of a city behind. Cracked roadways, bombed and split by the elements, lead into and out of this forgotten place, criss-crossing through what once had been a living thriving place. War had come and gone, but battle would revisit again today.
The being steps into the main square, shattered glass crunching underfoot. Standing at an average height, about 5'9'', seemingly unimposing, it's thin frame built for speed. Blacker than the shadows it emerged from it's flesh seeming to drink in the light that fell upon it, granting a hazy cast to it's features. Only it's eyes pierce the gloom, harsh green fires casting about in search of something to pass the time.
Seemingly nude, it's inky flesh having flowed over it's light battle gear, a light set of synthetic meshes and carbon fiber to maximize speed, it retains a masculine stance..though it's genetails are no where to be seen. Along the edges of it's flesh micro-vibrations are seen to cause swirls and ripples, the being's hidden weapons; it's Nightmare Lashes. These apendages flow out of it's body from random points, acing as weapons or just an extra set of hands. Hidden from view, under the ink-skin are the remaining weapons; four knives of varrious sizes, ranging from the smallest, a hook bladed karambit with a three inch blade, to the largest..a seven inch Ka-bar.
With it's entrance into the open complete it waits, scanning the area with it's mind. As a being of Dream-stuff it's mind operates on a different scale than normal. Compared often to the Psionic beings in nature, lacking they may be in power, it is as close a discription as has been offered. Ranging from Telekinetic surges, moving objests with it's mind, to full on Mind Storm, a wave of harsh mental force that strikes the central nervous system of the target, the being's mind powers are quite feirce. However it's most deadly power of the mind is simply it's pattern recognition. After years of intense combat the being can recognise patterns in movement, seeing actions an oponent may take, based on positioning and other data.
Ready now, it waits, standing in the crosswalk's center. Arms crossed, eyes still sweeping the ruins for an opponent.
IC: The ruins howled with wind, passing through the shattered remains of buildings and the like. War had come here, long ago, and left this hollow shell of a city behind. Cracked roadways, bombed and split by the elements, lead into and out of this forgotten place, criss-crossing through what once had been a living thriving place. War had come and gone, but battle would revisit again today.
The being steps into the main square, shattered glass crunching underfoot. Standing at an average height, about 5'9'', seemingly unimposing, it's thin frame built for speed. Blacker than the shadows it emerged from it's flesh seeming to drink in the light that fell upon it, granting a hazy cast to it's features. Only it's eyes pierce the gloom, harsh green fires casting about in search of something to pass the time.
Seemingly nude, it's inky flesh having flowed over it's light battle gear, a light set of synthetic meshes and carbon fiber to maximize speed, it retains a masculine stance..though it's genetails are no where to be seen. Along the edges of it's flesh micro-vibrations are seen to cause swirls and ripples, the being's hidden weapons; it's Nightmare Lashes. These apendages flow out of it's body from random points, acing as weapons or just an extra set of hands. Hidden from view, under the ink-skin are the remaining weapons; four knives of varrious sizes, ranging from the smallest, a hook bladed karambit with a three inch blade, to the largest..a seven inch Ka-bar.
With it's entrance into the open complete it waits, scanning the area with it's mind. As a being of Dream-stuff it's mind operates on a different scale than normal. Compared often to the Psionic beings in nature, lacking they may be in power, it is as close a discription as has been offered. Ranging from Telekinetic surges, moving objests with it's mind, to full on Mind Storm, a wave of harsh mental force that strikes the central nervous system of the target, the being's mind powers are quite feirce. However it's most deadly power of the mind is simply it's pattern recognition. After years of intense combat the being can recognise patterns in movement, seeing actions an oponent may take, based on positioning and other data.
Ready now, it waits, standing in the crosswalk's center. Arms crossed, eyes still sweeping the ruins for an opponent.
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Noxize - Member for 1 years
Re: spacetime vs Noxize
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by spacetime on Wed Mar 30, 2011 2:45 pm
OOC: This is a death match, but deaths aren't permanent. Once someone dies, we agree on a victor, and you're free to start another fight with the same character in the future. Keep in mind this is Mid-Tier, so one or two developed powers, or many underdeveloped powers. Good luck :D.
To an aerial viewer, it would have been strange. An hazy humanoid shade skittering about left and right in an erratic fashion. It may preform a series of speed steps one moment, but then may resort to a prepared bound that covered ten feet. It had kept up this peculiar gait for a while, the organic not showing signs of exhaustion. It almost seemed natural, the being's arms belieing a sense of relaxation that hinted at experience in this mannerism.
To a remote viewer, this odd creature was an elf. Normal skin, gray eyes, and typical elf-male features described its face. The rest of its body was covered by diffusive gray drab, a clockwork of artificial fibers woven to provide sleek protection that did not sacrifice speed. Difficult it was to read his limbs: gray object melded, fused into the other. He took on a strange, hazy, two-dimensional appearance that fused with shadow and light.
To its left side was a standard Italian Rapier, but that was all that was seen on this elf. In his torso-cloak were two shurikens, in his sleeves were two butterfly knives, and in his coat was a chain. Greaves adorned the out-side and front of his shins, hidden inside his pants; bracers rested inside his sleeves. He was a sleek, gray mass that glided over the roadway in search of anything, strange gait choosing smooth stones to step on rather than twigs or pebbles. His mind was harder to comprehend. Brain tuned to logic and it's power, he was a mental powerhouse that used mathematics in his magic. Distortions of gravity, along with a strange gray matter that buffered others were of his forte.
He gave one final leap, resting on a patch of clean bricks. His opponent was dead ahead, in the crossroads. It was useless to hide, he had probably seen him. The elf folded his arms to make himself less of a sight, walking forwards with a sense of purposeful relaxation. Malice.
To an aerial viewer, it would have been strange. An hazy humanoid shade skittering about left and right in an erratic fashion. It may preform a series of speed steps one moment, but then may resort to a prepared bound that covered ten feet. It had kept up this peculiar gait for a while, the organic not showing signs of exhaustion. It almost seemed natural, the being's arms belieing a sense of relaxation that hinted at experience in this mannerism.
To a remote viewer, this odd creature was an elf. Normal skin, gray eyes, and typical elf-male features described its face. The rest of its body was covered by diffusive gray drab, a clockwork of artificial fibers woven to provide sleek protection that did not sacrifice speed. Difficult it was to read his limbs: gray object melded, fused into the other. He took on a strange, hazy, two-dimensional appearance that fused with shadow and light.
To its left side was a standard Italian Rapier, but that was all that was seen on this elf. In his torso-cloak were two shurikens, in his sleeves were two butterfly knives, and in his coat was a chain. Greaves adorned the out-side and front of his shins, hidden inside his pants; bracers rested inside his sleeves. He was a sleek, gray mass that glided over the roadway in search of anything, strange gait choosing smooth stones to step on rather than twigs or pebbles. His mind was harder to comprehend. Brain tuned to logic and it's power, he was a mental powerhouse that used mathematics in his magic. Distortions of gravity, along with a strange gray matter that buffered others were of his forte.
He gave one final leap, resting on a patch of clean bricks. His opponent was dead ahead, in the crossroads. It was useless to hide, he had probably seen him. The elf folded his arms to make himself less of a sight, walking forwards with a sense of purposeful relaxation. Malice.
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spacetime - Member for 3 years
Re: spacetime vs Noxize ( )
by Noxize on Wed Mar 30, 2011 3:12 pm
The blur would be seen with other-worldly eyes. Unable to determine if the blur was purposeful or simply a product of speed and movement the being simply factors it into the calculations. Limiting the reliance on sight and focusing more on incorpreal factors; wind changes..vibrations in the air and ground.. The oponent had given off hardly a whisper of sound, a sign of skill. This fight would be fun.
The pulsing vibrations across Nox's flesh stop as it gathers itself tighter, preparing for any needed actions. Of movement, one of the hand raising and taunting, palm upwards fingers curling in a derisive way. The bird had been cast, gauntlets off. Unknown to the other a smirk formed on hidden lips.
Focusing on the others shape, casting a mold of it's form in mind. Weapons seen, those exposed anyway, and weighed in effectiveness. The sword has reach, that much is known. The being gathers from the being's shape that the capiability exists to have hidden weapons, projectiles being the most likely. Experiance telling Nox to watch for the hands of the oponent, dips into folds could produce deadly ranged weapons. It would have to be ready.
As the oponent's image becomes clearer, focus bringing clarity to the blurred being, the mental cannon of Nox readies. Gathering force, mental preasure building. Physical manifestations of this pressure could be seen as small pebbles rattle at the being's feet. Increased pressure would manifest in more extreme ways.
Arm extended, finger raised defiantly high, the being awaits!
OOC: Boosh!
The pulsing vibrations across Nox's flesh stop as it gathers itself tighter, preparing for any needed actions. Of movement, one of the hand raising and taunting, palm upwards fingers curling in a derisive way. The bird had been cast, gauntlets off. Unknown to the other a smirk formed on hidden lips.
Focusing on the others shape, casting a mold of it's form in mind. Weapons seen, those exposed anyway, and weighed in effectiveness. The sword has reach, that much is known. The being gathers from the being's shape that the capiability exists to have hidden weapons, projectiles being the most likely. Experiance telling Nox to watch for the hands of the oponent, dips into folds could produce deadly ranged weapons. It would have to be ready.
As the oponent's image becomes clearer, focus bringing clarity to the blurred being, the mental cannon of Nox readies. Gathering force, mental preasure building. Physical manifestations of this pressure could be seen as small pebbles rattle at the being's feet. Increased pressure would manifest in more extreme ways.
Arm extended, finger raised defiantly high, the being awaits!
OOC: Boosh!
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Noxize - Member for 1 years
Re: spacetime vs Noxize ( )
by spacetime on Wed Mar 30, 2011 3:36 pm
Aldaris' eyes were deadlocked on the other creature ahead of him. He didn't look at anything specific, but just gave a distant, medtitative stare that incorporated the other into his mind. Like the other, he took the environment into consideration, often taking studied peripheral glances at the objects on the ground. He look at everything: How slick was this lichen covered rock? Where would stepping make noise? How far apart was this other? This other being particularily interested him: beckoning a sign of confidence, yet defensive standstill typical of a tactician.
The elf was neither. He walked forward with a determined, full-tilt posture. His unimposing frame gave way signs of relaxation: arms folded - not crossed - such that hands lay just inside the torso-cloak, shoulders slack, legs ever falling forward that signaled controlled acceleration, feet twitching to correct non-existant mistakes in breaking that hackneyed gait. When the distance closed to just 15 meters, a gray smoke began to draft from this elf, making the outlines of gray-on-gray contrast difficult to read. Then again, the black-on-black of his opponent was like-wise.
At 10 meters the smoke was thick, as if it came from both his skin and his clothing in both a sym-biotic/artificial relationship. He walked fast now, the steady - but ever so slight - acceleration taking its effects and he walked briskly towards his opponent, small bulges in his legs signaling bending of the knees. His right arm shot to off his right side, a hazy trail of gray following his movements as a four inch blade was exacted.
The elf quinted his eyes, sensing a sort of mental pressure - one that made even the pebbles shake beneath their feet. 8 meters and dropping.
OOC: Oh Shi-
The elf was neither. He walked forward with a determined, full-tilt posture. His unimposing frame gave way signs of relaxation: arms folded - not crossed - such that hands lay just inside the torso-cloak, shoulders slack, legs ever falling forward that signaled controlled acceleration, feet twitching to correct non-existant mistakes in breaking that hackneyed gait. When the distance closed to just 15 meters, a gray smoke began to draft from this elf, making the outlines of gray-on-gray contrast difficult to read. Then again, the black-on-black of his opponent was like-wise.
At 10 meters the smoke was thick, as if it came from both his skin and his clothing in both a sym-biotic/artificial relationship. He walked fast now, the steady - but ever so slight - acceleration taking its effects and he walked briskly towards his opponent, small bulges in his legs signaling bending of the knees. His right arm shot to off his right side, a hazy trail of gray following his movements as a four inch blade was exacted.
The elf quinted his eyes, sensing a sort of mental pressure - one that made even the pebbles shake beneath their feet. 8 meters and dropping.
OOC: Oh Shi-
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spacetime - Member for 3 years
Re: spacetime vs Noxize ( )
by Noxize on Wed Mar 30, 2011 3:54 pm
The being known as Nox watches it's oponent's movements, increasing the build-up of mental preasure. The effects of this increase in power exert physical change on the environment surrounding Nox. The pebbles that had been vibrating before now shatter into dust, which is then carried away by a sudden down draft of wind. The source of this wind was the rapid buildup of preassure causing the surrounding air to rush inward to fill the gap.
Noting movement in the haze surrounding the oponent, and using a physical diagram of the oponent's body mentaly Nox determines that the foe has drawn a weapon. Using the predertimined length of arms as a gauge, it is determined that the weapon's length be under six inches.
The extended arm of the being closes into a fist, as the gathering thought power gains a more distinctive focus; the palm of the clenched fist. The road's broken surface dips slightly under the feet of the being, as the preassure forces against it from the soles of it's feet. This breaking masks a hidden trap being planted by the being.
Extending downward, through the shattered roadway, the being extends two of it's lashes. Tunneling down and coiling them to wait. These two apendages stay at a depth of two feet, coiling a length of six feet into slim bundles. These two lashes gather force and prepare, waiting for the oponent's next move.
OOC: Come get some..=P
Noting movement in the haze surrounding the oponent, and using a physical diagram of the oponent's body mentaly Nox determines that the foe has drawn a weapon. Using the predertimined length of arms as a gauge, it is determined that the weapon's length be under six inches.
The extended arm of the being closes into a fist, as the gathering thought power gains a more distinctive focus; the palm of the clenched fist. The road's broken surface dips slightly under the feet of the being, as the preassure forces against it from the soles of it's feet. This breaking masks a hidden trap being planted by the being.
Extending downward, through the shattered roadway, the being extends two of it's lashes. Tunneling down and coiling them to wait. These two apendages stay at a depth of two feet, coiling a length of six feet into slim bundles. These two lashes gather force and prepare, waiting for the oponent's next move.
OOC: Come get some..=P
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Noxize - Member for 1 years
Re: spacetime vs Noxize ( )
by spacetime on Wed Mar 30, 2011 4:34 pm
7 meters. The elf continued his walk, now covering a meter with every step. He preformed quick analyses of his opponent's actions - quick, but thorough. Pebbles turned to sand, he studied the remnants of stone as the tiny grains coursed through the air, calculating areas of lower and higher pressure. The sand blew away from him, signaling a high pressure source around his foe. This was curious: how did this region of thick air not terminate this blackened being? To a normal human, eardrums would have ruptured, and air would have rushed into lungs for explosive damage. But not to this being. Was it the strangely-still blackness that covered him?
5 meters. A quick haze-followed slash of the arm sent his blade arm to the front of the elf, blade pointing towards the opponent's eyes. The gray haze that trickled from the elf's visage now melded over his face, forming a region of gray air that offered protection to his ears and mouth from this heavy pressure that congealated around the area. Gray eyes were fixated upon the general appearance of the being, not watching a single point, but all the points as a whole.
4 meters. The elf was nearing conflict with this being, half-bent arm pointing the knife precariously towards the other's throat. With relatively arduous thought, the elf flexed the fabric of the universe, warping and bending regions of gravity in front of him such that it exerted a gravitational pushing force that would attempt at displacing the other being back some feet. It was now that he noticed the crack in the ground, silently wondering whether this other being gained weight, or whether it was just the pressure.
OOC: Don't mess up!
5 meters. A quick haze-followed slash of the arm sent his blade arm to the front of the elf, blade pointing towards the opponent's eyes. The gray haze that trickled from the elf's visage now melded over his face, forming a region of gray air that offered protection to his ears and mouth from this heavy pressure that congealated around the area. Gray eyes were fixated upon the general appearance of the being, not watching a single point, but all the points as a whole.
4 meters. The elf was nearing conflict with this being, half-bent arm pointing the knife precariously towards the other's throat. With relatively arduous thought, the elf flexed the fabric of the universe, warping and bending regions of gravity in front of him such that it exerted a gravitational pushing force that would attempt at displacing the other being back some feet. It was now that he noticed the crack in the ground, silently wondering whether this other being gained weight, or whether it was just the pressure.
OOC: Don't mess up!
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spacetime - Member for 3 years
Re: spacetime vs Noxize ( )
by Noxize on Wed Mar 30, 2011 4:55 pm
The gathering force was reaching it's apex, shattering small portions of the surrounding buildings and litteraly shaking the ground for a few feet in a circle around Nox. Fist clenched, arm still extended, the being focuses the power into a tighter and tighter ball, gathering more and more strength into the eventual strike. The green eyes of the being flashing brighter now as it's senses heighten from the consentration of mental activity.
The oponent's movement is tracked, as arm raises weapon, now revealed to be a small bladed object of some kind. Surely a ruse? What could such a small blade offer in the way of ending Nox's life? It would be interesting to see how this plays out. It was not often that an oponent simply came at Nox, weapon out. It tended to end badly for them.
The coiled tendrils anchor the being in place, as the wave of gravity washes over and past. The smirk becoming a grin at the realization that the oponent's end was nearing. The lashes remain in place, gathering more force as they tighten the coils, now at a length of nine feet, bunching tighter and tighter. It irked the being to wait like this, but a single mistake could allow this oponent to take victory. An unknown fighter can never be underestimated.
The fight was about to shift, one way or the other. Things were about to explode, the tension was building as fast as the mental preasures being released from Nox. As the oponent neared he may feel the soft caresses of flowing mental energy against his mind. The building force could in time cause painful lurching through the subjects mind, headaches were common. It is not known what long-term exposure to this kind of mental force could have on an oponent's mind. It was like mental radiation.
OOC: Lets kick this pig, get ready to hit the dirt.
The oponent's movement is tracked, as arm raises weapon, now revealed to be a small bladed object of some kind. Surely a ruse? What could such a small blade offer in the way of ending Nox's life? It would be interesting to see how this plays out. It was not often that an oponent simply came at Nox, weapon out. It tended to end badly for them.
The coiled tendrils anchor the being in place, as the wave of gravity washes over and past. The smirk becoming a grin at the realization that the oponent's end was nearing. The lashes remain in place, gathering more force as they tighten the coils, now at a length of nine feet, bunching tighter and tighter. It irked the being to wait like this, but a single mistake could allow this oponent to take victory. An unknown fighter can never be underestimated.
The fight was about to shift, one way or the other. Things were about to explode, the tension was building as fast as the mental preasures being released from Nox. As the oponent neared he may feel the soft caresses of flowing mental energy against his mind. The building force could in time cause painful lurching through the subjects mind, headaches were common. It is not known what long-term exposure to this kind of mental force could have on an oponent's mind. It was like mental radiation.
OOC: Lets kick this pig, get ready to hit the dirt.
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Noxize - Member for 1 years
Re: spacetime vs Noxize ( )
by spacetime on Wed Mar 30, 2011 5:20 pm
OOC: Lol bro. That is soooo high tier. The maximum level mid-tier can have is probably enough to punch through foot of iron with your power. You just broke sorrounding remnants of buildings on the third turn of charging. :X To put it into perspective, low tier would be the equivalent of enchanced human ability, such as increased strength, speed, and maybe a fireball or two. Mid tier, to put into perspective, is what existed in the early parts of naruto (if you want specifics think of that one fight between kakashi and that demon dude, when naruto-sasuke-sakura were still newbs; kakashi's power and skill level at that point would match mid-tier perfectly, as his most powerful technique at that point could punch through - you guessed it - a foot of iron). High tier is late naruto, where you start messing around with scenery on a crazy scale, you make buildings start to break as a prep for an attack; don't even start on the attack. Even it the buildings shattering wasn't a great deal, you still preformed too many complex and difficult actions at the same time: jedi mind push that can throw a school bus like a leaf, tendrils that can tear through a school bus, and the fact that preperation of the jedi mind push exerts physical damage on pretty much everything around it (including but not limited to: stone buildings, pavement that's as thick as the ground, and psychology) makes it a pretty unconceivable scene considering Mid-Tier.
If you want, you could request a third party to judge this opinion. I'm fine with powering up my character to your level (meaning he could use the focus he's been passively accumulating during the walk to brush off the attack with the same about effort you sent it out, which isn't alot reading your post.
Just... think about it. I don't like fights that just drawl "my penis is bigger than urs lol." I've a feeling this is turning into one...
If you want, you could request a third party to judge this opinion. I'm fine with powering up my character to your level (meaning he could use the focus he's been passively accumulating during the walk to brush off the attack with the same about effort you sent it out, which isn't alot reading your post.
Just... think about it. I don't like fights that just drawl "my penis is bigger than urs lol." I've a feeling this is turning into one...
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spacetime - Member for 3 years
Re: spacetime vs Noxize ( )
by Noxize on Wed Mar 30, 2011 5:32 pm
OOC: I said 'Small portions' of the buildings. Not like..whole walls or anything. It's a city of ruins, not the most stable thing in the world. Currently the small tremors would probably be enough to damage the already weakened structures around.
And 'jedi mind push that can throw a school bus like a leaf, tendrils that can tear through a school bus'? When did I move a bus or anything? I shoved two tentacles down into the weaken ground and prepared an atack. Way I see it a simple Telekinetic move with three posts for a prep is plenty, not like Im tossing a building at you every turn.
I havn't sent out any attacks, the damage to the area is simply the result of the gathering force. Way I've always T1ed was you prepped for actions to make them stronger. The more preps the stronger the move, like in DnD when you take turns rolling to focus a spell.
If you see a need to involve a judge on a simple prep for a mid-level Telekinesis move be my guest. I would like to point out that at no time have I stated the power of the comming mental attack at being over 'enough to punch through foot of iron with your power'.
And 'jedi mind push that can throw a school bus like a leaf, tendrils that can tear through a school bus'? When did I move a bus or anything? I shoved two tentacles down into the weaken ground and prepared an atack. Way I see it a simple Telekinetic move with three posts for a prep is plenty, not like Im tossing a building at you every turn.
I havn't sent out any attacks, the damage to the area is simply the result of the gathering force. Way I've always T1ed was you prepped for actions to make them stronger. The more preps the stronger the move, like in DnD when you take turns rolling to focus a spell.
If you see a need to involve a judge on a simple prep for a mid-level Telekinesis move be my guest. I would like to point out that at no time have I stated the power of the comming mental attack at being over 'enough to punch through foot of iron with your power'.
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Noxize - Member for 1 years
Re: spacetime vs Noxize ( )
by Noxize on Wed Mar 30, 2011 6:22 pm
OOC: All I did was make the attack look pretty really. I never said the 'powering up' damaged you in any way at all. It's just like in DBZ when they go all super, it just looks cool. I could've been a jerk and said that since it's a mental attack it gives off no sign of it's build-up.
I hate when description is used as an excuse to complain.
If you would like I'll remove the special effects, though I would like to point out that in the course of the fight I have made only two real ACTIONS; Flipping you off and extending the lashes down underground. The rest of the stuff was all gathering of force for my two attacks that are being prepped.
You meanwhile have actually sent an action at me, the gravity wave thing, with absolutely no preperation. Such a move, a 'flexing' of the fabric of the universe that would 'displace' me a few feet? ("With relatively arduous thought, the elf flexed the fabric of the universe, warping and bending regions of gravity in front of him such that it exerted a gravitational pushing force that would attempt at displacing the other being back some feet.") seems rather overpowered to be able to use something like that with no kind of force gathering.
To complain about simple preps and showmanship seems kinda lame, and the penis comment is rather childish. I just wanted to have a good time, but if it will lead to a blat-fest I guess I need to find a new partner for my duel.
I hate when description is used as an excuse to complain.
If you would like I'll remove the special effects, though I would like to point out that in the course of the fight I have made only two real ACTIONS; Flipping you off and extending the lashes down underground. The rest of the stuff was all gathering of force for my two attacks that are being prepped.
You meanwhile have actually sent an action at me, the gravity wave thing, with absolutely no preperation. Such a move, a 'flexing' of the fabric of the universe that would 'displace' me a few feet? ("With relatively arduous thought, the elf flexed the fabric of the universe, warping and bending regions of gravity in front of him such that it exerted a gravitational pushing force that would attempt at displacing the other being back some feet.") seems rather overpowered to be able to use something like that with no kind of force gathering.
To complain about simple preps and showmanship seems kinda lame, and the penis comment is rather childish. I just wanted to have a good time, but if it will lead to a blat-fest I guess I need to find a new partner for my duel.
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Noxize - Member for 1 years
Re: spacetime vs Noxize ( )
by spacetime on Wed Mar 30, 2011 7:47 pm
OOC: You could've been a jerk and done that, but you'd also need to mention it in the post. My character won't know that's happening, but it wouldn't seem like you're trying to tear buildings apart either.
Showmanship comes from how well you write your post, not what actually happens. What actually happens is drawn from how realistic a situation is. Use showmanship to describe what happens.
Actions with no preparations usually don't have a distinguished result. Obviously, had my character prepared for more than a post, you would have been sent more than "some feet". You wouldn't have had a problem if I named "gravity wave," "jedi force-push" instead. And here is where showmanship comes in. I pertain to accuracy and state the definition of gravity as showmanship (definitions don't happen physically, fyi), and then briefly explain the intended results of said attack, which was at a level of an attack with no preparation (again, "some feet" being one or two... I wanted to see what you'd do on a small scale, and then have my character assume you could do it on large scale from that).
If you're going to prep for something, don't make buildings shatter just to Jedi Force-push someone. Pebbles rattling are fine... but if your showmanship is more powerful than your attacks, something is wrong.
Showmanship comes from how well you write your post, not what actually happens. What actually happens is drawn from how realistic a situation is. Use showmanship to describe what happens.
Actions with no preparations usually don't have a distinguished result. Obviously, had my character prepared for more than a post, you would have been sent more than "some feet". You wouldn't have had a problem if I named "gravity wave," "jedi force-push" instead. And here is where showmanship comes in. I pertain to accuracy and state the definition of gravity as showmanship (definitions don't happen physically, fyi), and then briefly explain the intended results of said attack, which was at a level of an attack with no preparation (again, "some feet" being one or two... I wanted to see what you'd do on a small scale, and then have my character assume you could do it on large scale from that).
If you're going to prep for something, don't make buildings shatter just to Jedi Force-push someone. Pebbles rattling are fine... but if your showmanship is more powerful than your attacks, something is wrong.
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spacetime - Member for 3 years
Re: spacetime vs Noxize ( )
by Skallagrim on Wed Mar 30, 2011 8:41 pm
Locked while I review it as requested. Please PM me any details you both feel are pertinent to your arguments.
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Re: spacetime vs Noxize ( )
by Skallagrim on Wed Apr 06, 2011 4:02 pm
Alright, I have read the posts over and over. While I can appreciate the showmanship, the implied power of Noxize's attack does seem out of scale with the agreed upon power set. There seems to be an escalating of the power matrix, I can understand the vibration of pebbles, even the pressure of the power build up, it seems reasonable.
However once the powers begin to shade into what could be reasonable considered higher-leveled powers it becomes a full on powered fight.
I think the fight should continue but not as a mild powered fight as originally laid out but rather as a full powered fight with both participants dealing with high level power sets.
Next post belongs to Spacetime who should be a full powered character and follows this post:
However once the powers begin to shade into what could be reasonable considered higher-leveled powers it becomes a full on powered fight.
I think the fight should continue but not as a mild powered fight as originally laid out but rather as a full powered fight with both participants dealing with high level power sets.
Next post belongs to Spacetime who should be a full powered character and follows this post:
The gathering force was reaching it's apex, shattering small portions of the surrounding buildings and litteraly shaking the ground for a few feet in a circle around Nox. Fist clenched, arm still extended, the being focuses the power into a tighter and tighter ball, gathering more and more strength into the eventual strike. The green eyes of the being flashing brighter now as it's senses heighten from the consentration of mental activity.
The oponent's movement is tracked, as arm raises weapon, now revealed to be a small bladed object of some kind. Surely a ruse? What could such a small blade offer in the way of ending Nox's life? It would be interesting to see how this plays out. It was not often that an oponent simply came at Nox, weapon out. It tended to end badly for them.
The coiled tendrils anchor the being in place, as the wave of gravity washes over and past. The smirk becoming a grin at the realization that the oponent's end was nearing. The lashes remain in place, gathering more force as they tighten the coils, now at a length of nine feet, bunching tighter and tighter. It irked the being to wait like this, but a single mistake could allow this oponent to take victory. An unknown fighter can never be underestimated.
The fight was about to shift, one way or the other. Things were about to explode, the tension was building as fast as the mental preasures being released from Nox. As the oponent neared he may feel the soft caresses of flowing mental energy against his mind. The building force could in time cause painful lurching through the subjects mind, headaches were common. It is not known what long-term exposure to this kind of mental force could have on an oponent's mind. It was like mental radiation.
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Re: spacetime vs Noxize ( )
by Noxize on Mon Apr 11, 2011 3:58 pm
Im good with that. Space, you're up bud.
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Noxize - Member for 1 years
Re: spacetime vs Noxize ( )
by Noxize on Mon Jun 20, 2011 9:04 pm
..I leave for like two months and still no post? Wtf dude.
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Noxize - Member for 1 years
Re: spacetime vs Noxize ( )
by Noxize on Mon Jun 27, 2011 2:07 am
Yeah, I'll wait like two more days then I will assume you give up. I am done waiting, I have seen you active on the site in this time I have been waiting.
*edit: Nevermind, if you were going to post you would have by now. I end this fight, with you drawing out as loser. If you should care to try to change this PM me.
*edit: Nevermind, if you were going to post you would have by now. I end this fight, with you drawing out as loser. If you should care to try to change this PM me.
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Noxize - Member for 1 years
Re: spacetime vs Noxize ( )
by spacetime on Tue Jul 26, 2011 5:49 pm
(Ok! I'm here! I believe we talked last week over the continuation of this dance. I'm not tired yet. You set to samba? Been a little busy with JHU and all.)
The other didn't move, a curious phenom. That only meant his foe was anchored physically, and the only thing the other touched was the ground. Hooks? Sticky feet? It didn't matter. The more he could find out about his opponent the better. Eyes refused to look at a single point, but rather at the picture as a whole. Mind did the same, but in a much more penetrating sense. Fluctuations in gravity, visible bendings in spacetime, clued him to the presence of an object underneath his foe. Was it this that was holding his foe in place? It seemed much too large to be so. The mass of the rock displaced by the black essence was scattered in a rather large radius. With quick analyses complete, the elf further enhanced the gray smog around himself, rendering his outline un-discernible. Smoky trails wafted off his movements, thick looking and strong. Time to go on the defensive.
With mind as strong as the toughest nano-composite, the elf darted into action. The outer layer of gray paste-smoke around him shed forward into a humanoid shape - and it was moving. Shaped to look like a visible thrust, the gray matter carried the knife in a clean cut ellipse towards Nox's torso - which would cut deeply should his opponent not avert it. The gray matter gripped the knife tightly, but the arm was rather weak and breakable - Aldaris made it this way. The elf actually stopped, but the shed layer of gray matter was designed to look like he hadn't. He stood sideways all the while, drawing his chain in the process - effectively hiding behind his gray matter duplicate. While his "copy" in front of him hid him, he was waiting for a counterattack of some sorts. The remaining layer of smoke around his person further helped to break up his shape, giving his opponent a painful two dimensional view of the situation.
The sheer density of the gray matter he had accumulated took up enough of his mental concentration, but now that he had it out, he could control it with ease. The elf would start to empty his mind, clearing 'RAM' for more powerful functions later.
The other didn't move, a curious phenom. That only meant his foe was anchored physically, and the only thing the other touched was the ground. Hooks? Sticky feet? It didn't matter. The more he could find out about his opponent the better. Eyes refused to look at a single point, but rather at the picture as a whole. Mind did the same, but in a much more penetrating sense. Fluctuations in gravity, visible bendings in spacetime, clued him to the presence of an object underneath his foe. Was it this that was holding his foe in place? It seemed much too large to be so. The mass of the rock displaced by the black essence was scattered in a rather large radius. With quick analyses complete, the elf further enhanced the gray smog around himself, rendering his outline un-discernible. Smoky trails wafted off his movements, thick looking and strong. Time to go on the defensive.
With mind as strong as the toughest nano-composite, the elf darted into action. The outer layer of gray paste-smoke around him shed forward into a humanoid shape - and it was moving. Shaped to look like a visible thrust, the gray matter carried the knife in a clean cut ellipse towards Nox's torso - which would cut deeply should his opponent not avert it. The gray matter gripped the knife tightly, but the arm was rather weak and breakable - Aldaris made it this way. The elf actually stopped, but the shed layer of gray matter was designed to look like he hadn't. He stood sideways all the while, drawing his chain in the process - effectively hiding behind his gray matter duplicate. While his "copy" in front of him hid him, he was waiting for a counterattack of some sorts. The remaining layer of smoke around his person further helped to break up his shape, giving his opponent a painful two dimensional view of the situation.
The sheer density of the gray matter he had accumulated took up enough of his mental concentration, but now that he had it out, he could control it with ease. The elf would start to empty his mind, clearing 'RAM' for more powerful functions later.
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spacetime - Member for 3 years
Re: spacetime vs Noxize ( )
by Noxize on Tue Jul 26, 2011 8:26 pm
(OOC* Alrighty, we can resume. Skall's judgement said we would be Full-powered now, so..Im sorry. =D I'll post in this in a few minutes. I think I've got enough preps in to end this quickly.)
(EDIT* Yeah, three preps in. I can unleash hell. Your 'grey' clone thing, it had no preperation, what is it's power? What holds it together? Is it just an attack or something else? I need more detail.)
(EDIT* Yeah, three preps in. I can unleash hell. Your 'grey' clone thing, it had no preperation, what is it's power? What holds it together? Is it just an attack or something else? I need more detail.)
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Noxize - Member for 1 years
Re: spacetime vs Noxize ( )
by spacetime on Wed Jul 27, 2011 3:45 pm
(I'm positive I gave note that: "When the distance closed to just 15 meters, a gray smoke began to draft from this elf, making the outlines of gray-on-gray contrast difficult to read." "The gray haze that trickled from the elf's visage now melded over his face, forming a region of gray air that offered protection to his ears and mouth from this heavy pressure that congealated around the area." "With quick analyses complete, the elf further enhanced the gray smog around himself, rendering his outline un-discernible. Smoky trails wafted off his movements, thick looking and strong."
1, 2, 3 preps to generate the gray matter haze around his body. He simply cast a small shell of it off his body - in the shape of himself - towards you.
As for gray matter, I'll copy paste it right from Aldy's profile.
Aldy's will holds it together, it's his "essence". It has magical buffering powers, meaning it annihilates with other magics (softly, without an explosion). It was an attack and a defence. Aldaris let go of the knife, allowing the gray haze shell expelled from his "armor" to carry it. He "programmed" the shell to be weak throughout the arm, but the grip on the knife is non-Newtonian based. Hope this clarifies everything.)
1, 2, 3 preps to generate the gray matter haze around his body. He simply cast a small shell of it off his body - in the shape of himself - towards you.
As for gray matter, I'll copy paste it right from Aldy's profile.
Grey Magic: He is able to call forth gray matter from sub-space, though this does not mean he is affiliated with anything evil or good (more like true neutral). This is simply magic that is transparent-gray and can be used in a variety of purposes: whether to attack or defend. This magic has a "non-Newtonian," property, an "buffering," property, and has physical properties of pure water. The first property enables the magic to behave like a non-Newtonian fluid when needed; the second indicates the ability has magical buffering properties.
Aldy's will holds it together, it's his "essence". It has magical buffering powers, meaning it annihilates with other magics (softly, without an explosion). It was an attack and a defence. Aldaris let go of the knife, allowing the gray haze shell expelled from his "armor" to carry it. He "programmed" the shell to be weak throughout the arm, but the grip on the knife is non-Newtonian based. Hope this clarifies everything.)
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